"Only a Man and his Words" (Diamond Jack Sabbath RP)

[DJS]

I'd sit here and tell you that I "hate to say I told you so" like I'm the Hives when it comes to winning my match last week and becoming the number one contender for the National Championship. 

I'd sit here and tell you that but there's a giant, stinking problem with even thinking it. It'd be a little bit of a fib, really. Cause I wouldn't hate it at all. 

Why would I hate it? Why do people have this big problem with being right about things? I don't. F**king love it, me. Humility is for humans and I stopped bothering with that a long time ago. So let me just stand up, grab my megaphone, take a deep breath and with great pride use my biggest weapon, my most dangerous weapon with which I can scale buildings and worlds and kill them in a single second when I bellow as loudly as the octaves of the world will allow me...

I! TOLD! YOU! SO!

Marvellous. 

Gloating out the way, now onto my main thing. I got a lovely little email from the big office peoples telling me who I got this week. Samael Ahriman.  I'll get to him. That's not my problem. My problem is with you. Oh, stop it. You know what you did! "Match of the Year candidate" is on this card alright, but it's not mine?

Calling you out on that right now.

Like, really. Honestly. Have you actually watched me in the ring and watched how brilliant my wins have been ever since I got here? I kick people's heads off and they're GONE. Where's Dex since I beat him? He was your most insane competitor and I took him out. I killed him! I killed him stone dead. Where is he? Has he said boo to many WFWF-shaped geese lately? NO. What about Axle Aomori? He said I was scared. Scared to face him! He steps in that ring last week, he's f*cking BEGGING. "Mercy!" That look in his eye, it was complete terror and you think I'm not capable of being in the Match of the Year? What do you want me to do? How much skin do you want me to slice before I'm even considered to be "worthy"?

Cause I'll get to that point, if you want me to! 

My opponent for this match is one of the longest tenured guys in this company, a fantastic in-ring talent who has the words to boot, who's done everything he said he'd come here and do in his latest run, and you think us not Match of the Year candidates?

 How could you do that? How could you...you hurt my feelings! After all I've done for you! 

You're completely and utterly and INSANELY wrong. 

Samael Ahriman came up short facing the National Champion, facing his own friend, well...associate. He's a Good Man going to War every single night, he said it himself! And you're going to single him out? Because it can't be me. I'm not the reason you're underestimating me. It better f*cking not be me.

I have nothing bad to say against Samael. He's a top fella. Man after my own heart. Outspoken, straight to the point, here for the wrestling, a sound athlete. Brilliant. Perfect match! Not match of the year though, apparently. 

Look at me. Look at who I am. My name's Diamond Jack Sabbath and I'm making the single greatest return to this company that you have ever seen. I'm the Greatest Comeback Story in WFWF History and anyone who says otherwise is a moron. Because I wasn't heard. No matter how loud I yell and scream, 2010 Sabbath just didn't get enough people listening in. Now? Today? I leave and you're without a number one contender for the National Title. No one comes to your shows wondering who Sabbath's going to literally annihilate tonight, and right now I hold this little Time Bomb firmly in my hand. I don't even know when I'm gonna take my shot at the National Champion yet! Soon, that's all I have so far. I'll decide in due course. When I feel like telling you.

Know how great that power is? To know you can change someone elses plans in a heartbeat? And this match with Ahriman is my great big message to the Champion, that of course being Ante Whitner that I am the biggest threat to his title with or without being number one contender. And all I have to do is what I'm doing right now. Talking. No frills. No fanfare. It's my job and my ambition to go out to that ring and put on the best that I have in me. And I know Samael will as well, because he's that kind of guy. Or he should be. I expect him to be.

And now for you, Samael, I know you're listening. I know you are. You've got your ears to the sky and you're listening for my words in the night. Well here I am. And as you can see, I've opted not to surround myself in the usual bullsh*t. I found a quiet corner where I can talk to you as a man, and prove to the world you don't need some obnoxious gimmick to do that. I'd tear that insecure prat a new arsehole, too. But I digress. 

I hope you understand what this match is going to be, mate. I really hope you understand that I'm not leaving until I've at least maimed you in some way, given you a giant scar down your face that you can then tell people in future "Diamond Jack Sabbath did it." But I do wanna be clear I don't have a problem with you personally. It's your friends, kidda. See, you might be good but you're not as clever as I'd assume. It's your company, dragging you down! 

You're not as smart as you probably should be because you're in with the wrong crowd. I mean, well, Ante. Look at him, no more needs to be said. He's not even Del or Rodney, he's bloody Trigger. He tripped backwards and fell into a group he doesn't understand, winning a title not made for people like him. And you know what's gonna happen to him now? He's gonna get ten different types of sh*t kicked out of him by me, that's his destiny. That's what's gonna happen. Yeah. 

And to prove it to him, I have to do this to you first, and the worst part is it's not even for a title. I'm already top contender, I'm doing this for purely demonstration reasons. It's an extra pay-day, might just use the money fix the sink, I don't give a sh*t. Is being part of the KKK really worth this much to you? Do you really think you're investing good time in being associated with someone who's a future "I Was Killed By DJS" story? Is it even worth being one yourself? We may never have been in this position had you not got yourself all wound up with him! 

You wanna be this Good Man going to War, well guess what, kidda? YOU MADE IT! Here you are! This is like the bloody Green Mile! I don't wanna kill you, but I'm going to! It's inevitable and no matter how much I try to stop myself and convince myself it's a mistake, I'll end up doing it! Thats YOUR destiny! John Coffey's gonna ride the lightning!

Oh well. Hey-ho. We're here now, let's make the best of it. Cause I'm not gonna sit and say you're this terrible opponent who I hate and try to trawl through your history looking for something I dislike and I can waffle on about or something. I can't call you terrible. It's a lie, that, you're not. You're better than that. You're better than Ante. Mate, you should've taken his title all that time ago. But I say we prove these guys who say we're not Match of the Year wrong. Let's give the KKK, the WFWF and the world the National Title match they should have gotten. Let's have Match of the Goddamn Year. Let's have the big match people look at us both and say "holy sh*t they tore the house down, wasn't even in Tokyo Dome, five stars anyway". 

Hear me, Samael Ahriman? We go out there like we're fighting for our last meal. And then, when I make my way to your ill-fated mate, through me, you find out which one of you really is the backbone of the cute little group you have there. And then if it's you. If you can beat me and he can't, well, you know what to do don't you kidda? There's a ditch for every dead man to fall down...or be shoved out.

Except you won't. You're better than the KoKaine Konspiracy. You're not better than Diamond Jack Sabbath. None of the KKK are, nor any man, woman or child within the confines of the WFWF, and I'll take you all on and rip you all to shreds to prove that should I need to. I probably will.

The rules have changed. Come tear the house down with me, Samael. And then kindly have your mate hand me my new title, we'll avoid all the blood-spill and head trauma. 

Understand your place. This is my territory now.

Just...Run.

[bad guy™]

I love how we legit don't even talk, and yet the small things in our pieces almost mirror one another. Me and Thunder inadvertently did that almost every week, but we're also best friends so we're on the same wave length.

Doctor Who references galore (I TOLD YOU SO reminded me of The Pandorica speech for no apparent reason by the way), opinion that this should be a higher match/a better match, we both go ham on our characters personal take on Ante...for you and I having nothing in common character wise, I was worried what we'd do: there's few things harder than being an established writer trying to make bones about a new guy who's not done much, and a new guy trying to make bones with a guy who's legit uninvolved with your story other than he's "there" with your rival.

I'd say we did a smash up job.

Well written piece for a quick monologue. I appreciate you showing. Showed the bunghole side of Sabbath a bit, which was fun. Good.

[Rated R]

Okay we've got an Only Fools reference, we can't really get any more British than that can we. Seriously though this was a great monologue, I know you're more than capable of putting out a great promo from our time in the XWA so I'm not all that surprised but overall I think you've shocked a few people since you came back with how easily you've fitted in. I'd have liked to have seen a scene from you but this was up there with some of the best promo work we get in the fed. A solid, personality driven speech with great flow and a direct message. Good stuff.

[Drakz]

Excellent monologue mate. You covered a number of subjects but did it with a fluidity that some struggle to achieve. The way you were able to move between your future target of the National Title/Ante Whitner and your current opponent in Samael was excellent and this whole thing was a fun read. That's something I think some people fall short on. You actually had me enjoying reading this piece, instead of my just reading it because as the mod I have to. Congratulations on that.

My complaint is that this needed more body to it. I wanted more. That's the problem with putting together something that reads so well, you can't stop it early or it will leave your reader frustrated as it has me.

It's a pretty good flaw to have though in all honesty.

I'm very excited about your future in the fed, especially if you continue to impress me like you have so far.